Artist: KRS-One Album: Back to the L.A.B. (Lyrical Ass Beating) Song: Wolf Typed by: newos_crib_is@hotmail.com [KRS-One] That's right Up and down, up and down we go Beatminerz on the track, I'm conducting the flow Reverse flow, you get wolf if you didn't know Either way when I play I'm a beast at the show Like yeast I will grow, to the East I'ma go and increase what I know, bring relief to my bro I keep in the dough, but my feast I don't show I keep on the low and I reap what I sow When it's time for the concert I creep in the show Sometimes I walk in off the street to the show Grab the microphone, bring the heat to the show Hip Hop, I teach it if you're seeking to know The introduction to the course is perceive what you know When Hip Hop is what you perceive, leave, you can go Others make rap but they don't need what you know You a divine speaker, what you need is to grow Believe me, I know, I see how it go All the doors are shut till you reaching for dough But if everything's for sale then he is a hoe And if everything's for sale then she is a how I do things freely, I don't believe in the dough Up and down, up and down we go Mr. Walt, Evil Dee, KRS on the flow Any time, any place, rhymes ready to go Edutainment from the pavement, man you already know Never starving, we go, never crawling for dough We that orthodox Hip Hop that all of you know Man I lived through the ballers, they ain't balling no mo' The arenas, the theaters ain't calling no mo' The budgets from the labels ain't falling no mo' Them big gold cables are pawned at the sto' Them cats now thinking yo "What was it all for?" Twenty platinum plaques, you still can't tour All over the radio, you still can't draw Now listen back to your lyrics, what was that all for? When you had the opportunity you could've spit it raw But instead wanted head from the lips of all these whores Now you fifty-four and you don't spit it no more Your jams in the clubs, they don't rip it no more Head in the bed, you don't get it no more Now you starting to think "What I'm living for?" That's when you see KRS is on tour I do a two-hour show, he's spitting one more! Yo, let me show you what a legend is I rhyme as KRS, Krazy Rhyme Stylist You better keep your eye on this, ain't none higher than this These clubs don't stop hiring Kris Time for the light to shine Too many rappers rapping and they even fight for the right to rhyme I'm nice with mine, I'm precise with mine As you can see I don't need ice to rhyme You a biter, I don't even like your kind The rhyme you spitting now might be mine Yo, what they doing here if they don't like to rhyme?